Men's Soleh Wealth System
22. Now Aziel is Not the Aziel of the Old

Of course Aziel rebelled not accepting when he was nailed like that. Easily, the hand that had been pulling itself was pushed by Aziel.

"I don't know you, and go! Don't make me angry!" Aziel's cold voice made Yuda and the rest of the group laugh cynically.

"It looks like he had a concussion after yesterday's incident." Yuda gave Aziel an attractive cue and they immediately followed what was ordered without vowels directly by the mouth of the tall student.

Aziel this time chose silence not to fight, following the direction the people pulled him. He began to guess who these delinquent students were. And, slowly he knew, that these children were the ones who hurt his son. Aziel still chose silence and finally arrived at the same place, an Arsen woke up inside his son's body, which was full of wounds and bruises to make his entire body in pain.

"It turns out, the more brave you get here, huh? Yesterday, you stole Gisel's purse, there was Dandy's palm, so he had to get intensive care, then this morning it was Rainold's turn you touched." Yuda rubbed Aziel's clothes which still looked new and so neat.

Slightly a cynical smile, the tall body jumped up and nudged Aziel. Aziel caught Judah's attack with a young man, pulling the man's higher arm upwards.

Crick

"Amghhhh!" This time it was Yuda who seemed to be separated from his joints.

Not only that, Aziel did not give the slightest chance to Judah, he immediately threw a punch on Judah's chin.

"Amghhh!" a heartbreaking groan was accompanied by the collapse of the body on the grass of the school corner.

'This is in retaliation for what you did that hurt my son!'

Aziel again raised a fist on the body lying on the grass. Back Yuda's shout sounded very heartbreaking making the other members retreat to each other's elbow.

"It turns out, it was you who tortured a child named Aziel Arsenio Wijaya. Do you know whose son he is?" Aziel grinned.

The students dressed in white gray looked at each other. They didn't know at all Aziel's long name was like that. Because, all they know is Aziel's name, it's just that.

"All of you know! Aziel who is now standing before you is no longer the Aziel who used to be. Be prepared to reap what you did to Aziel!"

With a grin on his face, Aziel began to move closer to the uniformed student who was still standing quite far away from him. This makes, the herd of rogue students move backwards and the rags of lacquer run away from there. Aziel's grin looked increasingly terrifying.

"You're just a useless fingernail! How dare you hurt Aziel, my son!" aziel's murmur seemed to continue chasing those who had scattered off the algal stump.

"Well, you!?"

Aziel's steps were restrained. There's someone pulling the collar on the back. Aziel turned her head staring coldly at the figure of the teacher-clothed woman behind her.

"Why not follow my orders?" bentak Intan, Aziel's homeroom teacher. However, when looking straight at Aziel's brown eyeball, the anger that had been stirring, instantly disappeared. The hand that was holding the collar of the shirt just slipped off.

Intan scratched his temple and nape. He was like a confused person glancing left and right. Then I looked back at Aziel.

Aziel nodded her head. After that, he headed back to the cafeteria. He seemed to forget the anger that had exploded because of the actions of Judah and his friends. His stomach was still not filled, and this time it could not be delayed. While in the canteen, Aziel's head wildly searched for the figure of a Jockey who suddenly disappeared just like that.

[He was showing signs of Perc1an4t. You better not stay with him. ]

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Introduce the Visual in the Author's Mind. Brother and Brother All can think according to each other's fantasies.

Name: Aziel Arsenio Wijaya (17 years old) son of Arsenio Wijaya (died at the age of 50 years and transmigrated into the body of this son )

For example, the kayak below ... Can be imagined with others.* 🤭😋 Author imagines Alwi Assegaf's face. But Brother/Abang other readers can ngayalin like it.

Soleh Mode:

Jockey Leonard (a colleague who will always be there and always just disappear)

Arsenio Wijaya (No need? )